[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Although there was a small change, it did not affect the outcome of the whole matter. The most obvious Gotham forces involved in Brudhaven were eliminated, and the subsequent games were out of Jason's concern.

He pulled out the grapple gun again.

The system hesitated to speak: [...Let's go through the door. 】

Jason struggled a bit, but finally refused, not wanting to go through the door was simply something carved into his DNA.

System: 【...Don't carve everything into your DNA! 】

The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked.

Jason insisted on his last stubbornness, and let the claw gun slide himself out of the roof. Fortunately, nothing happened again. Not every superhero is like Nightwing who will quietly guard the very standard export.

He still hasn't figured out what Ye Yi is going to do - his performance is really confusing.

But Ye Yi's appearance completely ruined his good mood. The rare useful cards he drew were taken away before they were warmed up, and he and Ye Yi had some inexplicable relationships. In the final analysis, this possibility continues to exist. The relationship with him is what irritates Jason the most.

He doesn't want to have anything to do with superheroes anymore.

It's not because he hates them, these shiny people are hard to turn down, but every time he gets to know him a little bit, he realizes a little sadly that no matter what, he will be on their hostile list-even if he doesn't now, in the future will also go up.

Their basic concepts are different, and the contradictions will one day become irreconcilable.

In the final analysis, he was just a criminal under the banner of a noble purpose, essentially no different from those he killed.

Jason was soberly aware of this from the very beginning, so he was stingy with giving his kindness, and the little left was given to Damian, because in a sense, the two of them are the same people .

Jason sighed, he had no doubts about Ye Yi's ability, as long as he wanted to, he would be able to find himself out.

Maybe stay away from Bludhaven...

Jason lowered his head to think, and walked towards his house absent-mindedly. As he walked, he caught a glimpse of someone sitting on the side of the road from the corner of his eye.

Jason paused——

There was indeed someone sitting on the side of the road, and Tim was sitting bored on a stone platform beside the sidewalk, with his chin resting on his right hand, and his eyes staring into the distance.

He also saw Jason, his blue eyes lit up suddenly, and a dimple appeared on his face: "You're back!"

Tim didn't ask Jason where he was or why he was dressed like this. He just greeted him very normally.

He did make some omissions. Don't look at Tim's behavior in front of Jason as if he was assigned a script in advance. This is actually the result of his brain working at high speed for a day. A qualified detective needs to find out the problem from various details. , and then solve these problems one by one, which has never been an easy task.

Unbeknownst to Jason, Little Red Bird had been up all night for a long time, and while waiting for Jason to return from the slums, he fell asleep next to the sofa more than once.

In addition, Batman's principle of not killing is deeply rooted in the subconscious. When Tim was so sleepy that his feet didn't touch the ground, he subconsciously labeled Jason as not killing. After he had a short rest, his chaotic brain gradually wide awake.

--broken.

But it was too late at this time. Tim raised his hand and looked at his watch. This time was enough for him to kill three times in Smith's house, not to mention Jason who could hang him up and beat him up.

He was a little worried. According to Jason's behavior pattern in the past few months, he had a high probability of finishing this matter and leaving. If he wanted to find him again, the difficulty was like finding a needle in a haystack.

He didn't insist on keeping Jason for some reason, but simply felt that Jason was in a bad state and he shouldn't be left alone. After all, he had seen Batman and Nightwing's horns, so he left them alone. Regardless, no one knows what they'll end up doing.

He might not have hoped that Jason was an exception to the Bat-family.

There is another thing he is more worried about - that is, Jason will be discovered by Batman sooner or later. Wen stayed so many days because he and Dick cut off Batman's information network.

Batman generally doesn't care whether other people kill or not, but he will definitely care whether Jason kills or not.

Thinking of this, Little Red Bird felt like he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

Jason was silent for a while, then said in a tangled voice, "You... why are you here?"

Tim shook his legs, smiled, and said sweetly, "Wait for you."

Jason gave him a weird look, feeling very unreal, what is this rich guy talking about sitting on the side of the road in the middle of the night wearing an expensive suit?

Also looks like a pathetic stray cat.

Jason: "I don't remember telling me where I live."

Tim: "Oh, well, I'm doing business in Gotham anyway, so it's not too hard to find out - why didn't you go back to me anyway?"

The little red bird was confident and confident, and didn't mean to be sorry at all. She just changed into the skin she learned from Baby Brucey. No one could refuse Baby Brucey, so Jason couldn't refuse him now either.

He was very sure of it.

...Why should I go to you?

Sure enough, Jason didn't hold back, he was led away by Tim, and he opened his eyes sideways without any trace.

Jason: "We don't know each other well."

Tim was very upset when he heard that, he tapped the heel of his leather shoes on the concrete floor, and when he found that he couldn't attract Jason's attention, he rolled his eyes.

Like a cat with pads on its feet, he stood up lightly, approached Jason in a mischievous manner, and said softly, "We don't know each other well?"

Jason:! ! !

He took a big step back.

Jason was helpless: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Tim understands what it means to quit as soon as you see it. He sat back and sounded a little aggrieved: "I thought our relationship was one step closer. It seems that I am being self-indulgent."

Tim: "Sorry."

Jason: ...how one set after another.

Tim wrapped himself in the suit, lowered his head and sniffed. He overestimated the temperature of Bludhaven at night. After so long, he was a little cold.

Jason:  …

A coat still smelling of gunpowder fell on Tim.

Tim looked up in surprise, and after taking off his coat, Jason's face was no longer covered by the hood, so Tim could see a slightly uncomfortable expression on Jason's face.

Jason: "Put it on."

Tim froze for a moment, and slowly put his coat on his body. Jason's coat was a bit too big for him, and it was worn loosely.

Tim: "Thank you, that's very kind of you."

Jason froze and turned around mechanically.

system:【……】

Forget it, nothing to say.

Jason didn't react until Tim was already looking at the interior layout with great interest.

—How did things get to this point?

He was a little confused, after all, he was not someone who was not vigilant, but he made mistakes time and time again with Drake, a rich man, and in the end, for some reason, he put him into his home logically.

Tim curled his lips secretly.

Was discovered.

But it doesn't matter, his goal has been achieved.

Tim walked past Jason lightly, aiming for the soft sofa in the living room. The sofa looked so soft...

He walked over quickly and threw himself on the sofa.

Jason: ...This rich guy didn't change his shoes.

Jason stared at the black footprints on the ground, but didn't know what to say, tell Tim to change into indoor shoes?He really didn't think they were familiar to that level.

——Still struggling with how to speak, Jason saw Tim lying on his beloved sofa in his coat that might have been stained with chemical reagents.

His eyelids twitched, his face was stinky, and he scratched his hair.

Really annoying.

Tim didn't look out at all, as if he had returned to his own home, he tore open the snacks that Jason put on the table, adjusted his posture, and made himself paralyzed like a salted fish, exuding an extremely relaxed atmosphere Well, the usual appearance of an elite elite in the news has completely disappeared.

Jason: ...I really want to kick him out.

Jason tried to say, "Drake, can you—"

Tim sat up straight and said very seriously, "Call me Tim."

He suddenly showed an unhappy expression: "I suddenly realized that this is the first time you called my name, and you never greeted me before."

Tim: "Call me whatever you want, but don't call me Drake."

He looked extremely serious, but the snack in his hand didn't match his current posture.

Jason: ...what else to call it?Give you some nicknames?

Jason: "Tim."

Tim tilted his head, stared at Jason with those foul blue eyes, and said briskly, "What's the matter?"

Jason paused: "...you should go change your clothes, at least, at least take a shower."

Tim grunted, he didn't want to get up from the soft sofa at all: "I'm tired...I've been waiting for you tonight."

"Okay." He stood up staggeringly, and after relaxing, he felt that every step he took was stepping on the clouds, light and floating.

"Listen, where is the bathroom?"

The rich man looked like he might drown himself in the bathtub at any moment, and Jason couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Tim.

Tim looked up at him bewilderedly.

Jason: "...Forget it."

He pointed to the guest room that had never been used, "Go to bed and sleep."

He watched as Tim strolled into the guest room, lay down on the sofa tiredly, raised his hands to cover his eyes, or that question, how did it develop to this point?

System: [...Maybe because he is good-looking? 】

System: [When you take a step back, you are doomed to be kicked on the nose. 】

System: [I knew it. 】

This time it was Jason's turn to become angry: 【Don't talk nonsense! 】

Jason suddenly felt his arm being shaken—how many times was he frightened this night?

Tim stared at Jason aggrievedly, with a bit of condemnation in his voice: "Your guest room is full of dust, and I can't even find a quilt in the closet."

Jason: "...Forget it."

He pointed to his bedroom.

System: [... I knew it. 】

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